Emily Thomas: What do you have, an art gallery over here? What is this "2"? [looking number two tattooed on Jake's shoulder] Jake Fischer: It's so the guy behind me knows what place he's coming in.

Jake Fischer: Evening, ma'am. Can I buy you a drink? Emily Thomas: I don't think so. Jake Fischer: You don't know what you're missing. Emily Thomas: You sure you wanna go with that one? That's, like, your top-of-the-line, A-game material? See, the way I see it, you've got two choices here. Walk away from me, or walk out of here with me and split the cash. Jake Fischer: [bluffing] Cash? What cash? Emily Thomas: The money you bet your friends you could pick me up.

Jake Fischer: You do *not* want to hear about my day. Emily Thomas: Yeah, I do. Jake Fischer: Man, this guy Randall, you know, it doesn't matter what I do. It's just not good enough. Emily Thomas: Maybe he's just trying to push you to be better. We teachers do that to the ones we believe in. Jake Fischer: No, it's personal with me. He's knows that I'm better then he was. I mean, today I broke every one of his records. I owned them all. Maggie McGlone: Not all of them. There's one record you won't break. [takes a picture off the wall] Maggie McGlone: This is 'The Aegis'. Medical ship. Caught on fire. It was a nightmare; people burning in their beds. And Ben Randall got every one of those people out of there, except for this one guy. And right when the ship started to go down, he reaches down and grabs this guy. He's hanging from the cable with this man's life in his hands, and the winch jams. It's twenty minutes to the base. The man's screaming, but Ben looks him dead in the eye, and do you know what he said? He said "I won't let go." Emily Thomas: What happened? Maggie McGlone: Dislocated his shoulder, tore every tendon in his hand, but he didn't let go. Twenty minutes, just fingertips. You break that record, and you give me a call. Jake Fischer: ...My day was alright.

Emily Thomas: Hey, Mags, can I have a beer? Jake Fischer: Well, well. So you are gonna have a drink with me. Emily Thomas: No, I'm having a drink near you. Entirely different thing. Jake Fischer: You're a real little lightening-rod, aren't you? What's your name? Emily Thomas: Daisy Buchanan. Jake Fischer: You're lying, Daisy Buchanan. Emily Thomas: There is that possibility. Jake Fischer: No, that was a sure-fire lie. Emily Thomas: So I take it you've read 'The Great Gatsby'. Where's my money? Jake Fischer: It's not on me, but it is close, if a very safe place. Now, I've drawn a map with a complex set of clues. Each one is more fiendishly clever then the last... [Emily reaches into his pocket and pulls out the money] Jake Fischer: ...That works too. Emily Thomas: [jump cut. they are now at a table and Emily has the *map*] This is just a picture of your pants. Jake Fischer: Yeah, but it's a *bad* picture, which is what makes it so fiendishly clever.